sidewards to the fore

SELF-CONFIDENCE beholds this our world, 

Biting its lips, wiggling the time with its legs,

Craving INDEPENDENCE so very dearly, 

Bringing about more than it ever begs.

INTOLERANCE - being that bar,

Hurting the most, hurting so FAR,

He shows AFFECTION - seriously,

Gazing at the distance, darling star.

FREEDOM, such a beloved mystery,

Sparks off triggers & fingers to play,

Like FRIENDS - purest happiness;

Intertwined in joy and fair sway.

“Pursing your lips - it's HOME,”

So at liberty, free like the WIND

“Where you’ll feel safest again.”

And were you a natural power!

You dis-entan-gled arms, ZEN

BLUE is your favorite color, 

Green, then again, not blue!

Esteeming your DOGGY

Above all in the world,

You twirl your hair

“Animatedly’, too.